When these words were spoken, everyone in the room was shocked!
The ministers who had been hiding their heads suddenly looked up and stared at Yan Jiaoran with wide eyes.
Add sand?
Add rice bran?
hiss……
They gasped, thinking they had misheard, but looking at the empress's serious expression, they had to believe that she was right.
Add sand and rice bran to the refined grains.
Then in the name of the court.
Give it to disaster victims?
this……
Many ministers felt their stomachs twitching at the thought of having to feed rice bran used to feed pigs to humans as food, and at the same time they wondered in their hearts, wouldn't this damage the reputation of the court?
but……
No matter how disgusting they are.
No matter how much you worry.
But after careful consideration, I felt that this method seemed, seemed, perhaps, not impossible to use...
After all, it’s just like Yan Jiaoran said.
The victims struggle to survive.
Eat all the grass.
Eat soil.
Scrape the ground three feet!
What’s more, it’s pig food?
And if we follow what Yan Jiaoran said, then wouldn't it be...
Think of this.
All the ministers' eyes lit up.
Then they said in unison:
"Great! This is a great idea!"
"If we really do as Your Majesty says and mix sand and rice bran into the disaster relief grain, then our disaster relief grain will definitely be at least ten times more than it is now!"
"The disaster relief food has increased tenfold, which is definitely enough!"
"Although this method may damage the reputation of the imperial court, it can solve the urgent problem! Special matters must be handled specially. This is indeed the best solution right now!"
"Your Majesty is truly wise!"
"None of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are more wise than Your Majesty!"
"The Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagles, and now Your Majesty is disregarding His Majesty's dignity for the people and the country. Both are the actions of a saint."
"Having Your Majesty in our Great Zhou is truly an honor for all officials and a blessing for all the people..."
“…”
I have to say.
There is a tyrant emperor, so naturally all the officials under him are talented people. They speak very nicely and praise people one after another.
Even Yan Jiaoran, who hadn't done any real work for a long time, was amazed by what he heard.
I couldn't help but feel a little elated.
It feels so good to show off!
Even though he knew that this strategy was not his own idea, but Qin Yuan's.
And when Qin Yuan just proposed the plan.
My reaction was the same as that of these meat-eating ministers.
but--
So what does it matter?
Hahaha!
Qin Yuan, oh Qin Yuan, I didn't punish you for treason. I took your head off your neck, which is already a break for you. I have done my best for you!
And now it’s just a credit, what does it matter?
Isn’t your achievement mine?
If I hadn't endorsed you, how would you have the chance to make a contribution?
This time the merits and demerits offset each other.
Besides, who told you to call me a tyrant?
Besides.
Who told you to call me a tyrant?
Your foul language has polluted my ears!
Yan Jiaoran felt at ease and had no regrets about taking the credit for this achievement.
at the same time.
Seeing that the ministers below were bragging more and more.
It's almost blown to the sky.
Shoulder to shoulder with God...
She coughed dryly, interrupting him, and spoke again, setting the tone: "I will leave this matter entirely to the Ministry of Revenue. At the same time, I will draft an imperial edict and send it to the surrounding prefectures and cities to urgently transfer grain. This way, even if the relief grain runs out, there will be follow-up arrangements."
"As for the Right Prime Minister..."
"Since you are willing to call on the ministers to donate grain, then do so."
"Those who don't want to donate, let them give some rice bran. If they don't even have that, haha, I'll have to think about where you guys spend your salaries..."
Having said this.
The ministers were shocked and quickly agreed.
…
Not long.
Chen Wujiu returned to the provincial government office.
I saw Qin Yuan lying on the table and snoring.
Chen Wujiu's forehead was covered with black lines, and he looked very disappointed:
"Junior Brother Qin, how could you take a nap while on duty? If Wei Chengxuan knew about this, he would definitely report you to the Censorate!"
Qin Yuan slowly got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said drowsily:
"Brother Chen, is it time for lunch?"
"You..." Chen Wujiu hesitated, flicked his sleeves, turned his back, and sighed, "Alas!"
Qin Yuan didn't care at all. He stood up and stretched lazily.
Jingzhou Sima Wei Wuyin patted Chen Wujiu on the shoulder and said jokingly:
"Haha! Old Chen, you really can't blame Junior Brother Qin for this."
"Junior Brother Qin is newly married, yet you didn't grant him a few months' leave to spend time with Junior Sister at home."
"And you let Junior Brother stay up all night with us to handle government affairs. Don't you think about how long it will take for Junior Brother to go home? Junior Brother can't be blamed for this..."
Chen Wujiu said solemnly, "Old Wei! The imperial court has its own laws. As the prefect of Jingzhou, how can I abuse my power for personal gain and sacrifice public office for personal gain?"
Looking at Chen Wujiu's serious look, Qin Yuan felt helpless.
This Chen Wujiu, Senior Brother Chen is good in everything.
Just like the name suggests, he is overly rigorous and cautious in his actions, not seeking to achieve anything but to avoid making mistakes.
After more than ten years of working in official circles and accumulating merits, he was promoted step by step to the position of prefect of Jingzhou.
During his tenure, he was meticulous and did everything perfectly.
I just sat there taking the blame for three years.
Steady and stable.
Although he is a little timid, he is still a good person after all and takes good care of his subordinates.
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